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“I don't have all the answers. All I know is that I watched you... go through something unimaginable. And now, you're here, alive. It's like a miracle, but it's also a mystery." Esmeralda nodded, her brow furrowed in thought. "I remember cursing Mercedes and Maverick as they buried me," she confessed. "I begged the Moon Goddess for a second chance. I didn’t know that stuffs like that’s actually come through. And now, here I am, living that second chance." Axel couldn't help but feel a rush of emotions, though he kept his feelings well-guarded. He had known her from afar, had admired her from a distance, but he had never dared to dream that she would come back into his life in such a miraculo

And then she let me put a ring on her finger. Jesse had been right, she was a gem. In a world full of rhinestones, she was a precious jewel. And while I hated to think about her ever having spent a single day on Swank's stage, Nikki would always be my diamond.

“Hmm. This cannot be him, though. That jerk is in Moonshine, and we are in Silverstone.” My forehead creased. I couldn’t quite understand what she was insinuating. “Yeah, and?” “Don’t you get it? We might have a second chance mate!” A grimace wrinkled my face. “A second chance mate? Now why would I have one of that? I am just... me.” The thought of getting paired with another wolf was just astounding. How could someone like me have a second mate? That was impossible. My lips pursed into a grim line as I walked towards my room.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

She was sort of my soul mate. Yes that is her!!! We understand each other blindly and we have an incredibly strong bond with each other. She always gets my full attention when we are in the same room together and I always try to accommodate her needs. If she's happy, so am I, and if she's not, I'll try my best to change it, like tonight. The chemistry between Josie and I is also right, we even have the same sense of humor and I can laugh with her at the dumbest jokes like no other person. Josie manages to see my world with different eyes and she shows me a new way, her way. I am not perfect. Absolutely not. I've had so many women and no one has been able to see inside me. I hurt many, no mos

he said and I felt Sierra grip my shirt from behind. My eyes were completely a bright blue color. I felt a magnetic energy course through my veins. The only thing on my mind at this point was to protect the woman behind me, my love. I unclenched my fist and Alister fell to his knees coughing blood and noticing the blood on his fingers. “How the fuck…she is your mate you bastard, that’s why you’ve got your powers.” he screeched. Every word that left his mouth was incoherent to me. Sierra’s energy only got more fearful. He smiled at me as he licked the blood off his lips.

"Ariel! Where did you lock Tahlia up?" The room erupted into chaos as the guests all exchanged looks. I froze. What were they up to now? Jeremy immediately backed him up. "Tally's been missing for three days. We have proof that you've been holding her captive!"

"Just like there are many flowers in the world, the red camellia is the rarest of them all. You are like the red camellia. Rare. And that makes you special." Camille to her daughter, Ally (8 yrs old) ______________________________________________ ALLY's POV "The moonstone. It will set you free." The first thing I smelt when I came to was coffee. Slowly, I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling. Unfamiliar. I was tucked in securely and my bones ached all over when I tried to get up.

7 months later on Elelira’s 20th Birthday…. Elelira POV ​​ Tonight was the night. It was finally the night I would turn twenty. Just a few more minutes, and the full extent of my power will be released inside me once again. “You look lovely,” Gemma gushed, standing beside me in front of the mirror. “She looks like she’s getting ready for something other than taking a swim,” Beretta muttered to Yasmin, who was feeding her and Percy's daughter. “Maybe a private swim in the hidden pools near the stream.”